(feat. DJ Quik, King Tee)
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[Chorus]
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In the club drinkin' with all my homies
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And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
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Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
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It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
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Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
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She'll tell you we poppin' off
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Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
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They know we be poppin' off
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[Xzibit]
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Uh-uh, I know you gettin' high
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cause you keep on starin' and your eyes don't lie
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That shit you wearin' and your friends keep darin'
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There's enough to go around and they don't mind sharin'
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Get between your thighs, make ya exercise
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You ain't gotta waste no time with no 'fuck me' eyes
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I'm like all day long up in ya
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Take a break, make a drink, roll the 'wood, let the games continue
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Uh, (you make me so hot) - you better than the rest of them bitches
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I'll bang your back out in every position
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I never listen to the shit niggaz say
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How you're easy to spread, like to pop pills and fuck all day
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But baby that's alright with me
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If you thinkin' long-term, bitch that's what it ain't gon' be
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So just shake what your mamma gave ya
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And I'ma give you what your dad gave your mom to make ya
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[Chorus]
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In the club drinkin' with all my homies
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And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
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Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
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It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
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Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
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She'll tell you we poppin' off
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Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
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They know we be poppin' off
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[DJ Quik]
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Now riddle me this...
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Whenever I hit her hard in the middle she piss
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Do I take that as normal and watch her play with her tits?
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I'm confused, I feel so used - and I got the dick
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Now what am I doin' here?
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She tell me she wants to keep the condom as a souvenir
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And that's kinda weird to me
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I guess this ol' fuck session ain't what it appear to be
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Because the concierge has just brought the bill to me
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I go 200 miles per hour on a street bike
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And 9-0 beats per minute on a sweet mic
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Whenever I get with bitches I lose a little somethin'
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Sperm by the zones, we keep it hot and goin'
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Xzibit we got it flowin', don't even approach us, you only get roaches
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How you gon' smoke with us nigga when you can't even focus
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Cause we don't break bread with bitches, we take head from bitches
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Cause niggaz be gettin' dead from bitches for bein'
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[Chorus]
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In the club drinkin' with all my homies
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And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
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Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
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It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
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Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
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She'll tell you we poppin' off
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Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
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They know we be poppin' off
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[King Tee]
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This big black baracuda type nigga
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Last of the old coupe pack type niggaz
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Last of the honcho and Flint type niggaz
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Big Tweet, Big Pete, pimp type figgas
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It's like a jungle and I'm King Tee the tyrant
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Demandin' all bitches stay silent - fuck snitchin'
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I'm the violent - pilot for your child hall riot
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Where niggaz pull swords like pirates
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Hoes get i-rit, I mean irate
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Tee-la let a bitch eat, put some dick on her plate
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You better get yo' ass some muscle and go hustle
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Get up on the grind, stop fuckin' with mine
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For the umpteenth time, I'm a baller by nature
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Schooled by the best, fuck a hater
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Never lay low, let 'em know, out of mind, out of sight
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But for damn sure you'll catch me with the homies tonight
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We just -
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[Chorus]
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In the club drinkin' with all my homies
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And ain't no worries tonight 'cause we poppin' off
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Don't bite me, but if you wanna fight me
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It ain't hard to find me, just know I'll be poppin' off
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Slow motion, GT rollin', your bitch she knowin'
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She'll tell you we poppin' off
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Ain't nothin' when X shit jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
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They know we be poppin' off
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Poppin' Off
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Xzibit |